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Kneeling next to the door, Dom retrieved a hair pin from his pocket. Sticking it into the keyhole, he thought for a few seconds as to where he got it from. His short hair left him totally out of the question, and living alone didn't give him any options either. Probably one of his fuck toys.

Just before he could unlock the door, a car pulled up to the house. Dom rolled his eyes dramatically, turning to glare at the owner. The male stepped out, storming over towards him.

"You wanna fuck off now mate? Breaking into a house is pretty fucking low, even for scum like you." He spat as he slammed his car door. Dom laughed, rising to his feet.

"Forgot my keys, this ain't none of your business fella." Dom chuckled. The male squinted his eyes harder.

"You certainly don't live here." He pushed, stepping towards Dom. Dom stepped backwards on instinct. He may not have been taller than Dom, but then again Dom was 6'6, so not many people were.

"An-And how would you know that?" He stammered.

"S'my mates place." He replied, folding his arms. "Now scram."

"No." Dom laughed. "How do I know you won't break in."

"He's my friend why would I-"

"Thats just your word against mine mate. Can't prove you're mates at all." Dom tutted. "So I'll continue to try and get into my house, thank you."

He turned back towards the door, fiddling with the hair pin again. Within a few seconds, his head was slammed against the wood. He slumped down, his fingers dropping the hair pin to rest beside him. Through his vague consciousness, he watched the door open from the other side.

Struggling to stay awake, Dom managed to heave himself up to a sitting position, looking up at the two men now above him.

"You can fuck off now buddy, Yeah?" He spat, pulling Dom up by his shirt. Dom narrowed his eyes, shakily rising to his feet.

"Don't worry princess. I'll come for you next time." He smiled menacingly at the smaller male before limping away.